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Barelybreathing Junior Member
since 2000-04-26
Posts 46 |
LIFE When days were filled with joy And I danced merrily with my friends Under the blue sky and shady trees In the warm sun and soft breeze, Mummy was my best friend While Daddy stroked my long brown hair And smiled at me As I grinned happily and said "Life is beautiful" When days were about being hip And I danced rhythmically to heavy music With guys I barely knew Under flickering lights and intense heat In drunken daze and smoky haze, Mummy and I couldn't have a decent conversation Without almost killing each other While Daddy stroked my cropped red hair And smiled at me As I laughed and said "Life is for partying" When days dwindled down a black hole And absurd thoughts danced in my head Thoughts about blood, razors, pills, knives and cliffs As I would sit and stare And cry in despair Under the white ceiling and barred windows In lonely darkness and pitying glances, Mummy wouldn't speak to me While Daddy stroked my flimsy, withered brown hair And smiled at me As a tear rolled down my cheek and I said ''Life is miserable'' When days were endless and meaningless As I searched for something that I didn't know And I took up any opportunity to feel alive, to feel real Then the world seemed brand new to me And I danced... oh boy did I dance! I danced in the rain, in the scorching sun, in my bedroom, in the classroom, in the bathroom... To the beat of my footsteps, the rhythm of my breathing, the music of the air, the shudders of the leaves, the fluttering of birds' wings... Under curious glances as people labeled me pschyo In static emptiness as I felt the beauty around me in my imaginary world And I longed to be part of it, Mummy was a distant figure Just another empty face While Daddy stroked my professionally done curled and perfumed...yes perfumed...hair And smiled at me As I smiled back wistfully and said "Life is what you make of it" Now days are gifts that surprise me every time I open them And I've found what I was searching for Lasting happiness And now I dance because I know how to love Know that I am loved And I know that I'll survive no matter what happens And I dance with sheer happiness Under the yellow sun, the blue sky, the fluorescent moon and starry night In good times and not so good times In passion and in truth, Mummy cried and hugged me When I told her I was sorry And maybe we'll be best friends again But we've got a long way to go While Daddy isn't in this world anymore And I miss him heaps But I still talk to him As I stroke the marble tombstone That has his name engraved on it And I smile And say ''Life is for loving'' [This message has been edited by Barelybreathing (edited 05-14-2000).] |
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son of man Member
since 2000-04-25
Posts 125 |
what a magnifiscent depiction of life, one i can definately relate too. you have done a fantastic job! i give it 5 stars  |
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Barelybreathing Junior Member
since 2000-04-26
Posts 46 |
Son of Man Thank you for replying. I'm glad that you could relate to it. ~sami~ 'The greatest thing in the world is to know how to be one's own.' ~Montaigne~ |
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Singer1981 Member
since 1999-12-02
Posts 148Fredonia, NY USA |
Sami, This was beautiful. It made me want to cry at the end. I'm really quite impressed...welcome to passions! ANd I can't wait to read more. ~Sarah |
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Barelybreathing Junior Member
since 2000-04-26
Posts 46 |
Thanks Sarah..glad you liked it..sorta needed a boost in confidence. ~sami~ 'The greatest thing in the world is to know how to be one's own.' ~Montaigne~ |
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Daysleeper Member
since 2000-04-23
Posts 119 |
Ach! Boost indeed! This is excellent... I give it two thumbs up! LOL. * * * I danced in the rain, in the scorching sun, in my bedroom, in the classroom, in the bathroom... To the beat of my footsteps, the rhythm of my breathing, the music of the air, the shudders of the leaves, the fluttering of birds' wings... Under curious glances as people labeled me pschyo * * * This is by far my favorite line. I've known this feeling so many times. When life is too right or too wonderful to stand still and every fibre of your being tells you to move, flow with the world's beat... and as you do people move away from you... Either because they've never felt this way, or they're jealous... Which makes YOU the wierd one. ...Daysleeper... "Presently I've had enough of all your sanity." -James Kavanaugh |
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Karen Junior Member
since 2000-04-30
Posts 36Utah |
beautiful! |
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Ben Singleton Junior Member
since 2000-05-02
Posts 18 |
This is a great poem, Speechless,Sensitive. Alot of thoughts on life, Touching, it really is. |
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Barelybreathing Junior Member
since 2000-04-26
Posts 46 |
Thanks for all your replies. To Daysleeper... I am SO GLAD that I'm not the only one who's felt like that! Phew!! I really did start to think that I was nuts! ~sami~ 'The greatest thing in the world is to know how to be one's own.' ~Montaigne~ |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
Sami, this is wonderful!!! I really like it alot. Welcome to Passions! Looking forward to seeing more of your poetry! Love and hugs, Lizzie "Poetry is the true expression of my soul, it is my ultimate means of communication. It is my rainbow of delight." |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
Wonderful first post. Welcome to our family. I have to admit that this piece raised goose pimples on my arms as I read. It flowed wonderfully and had an excellent theme. It sounds like you have lived much life for your teen years. Again welcome to the family and I hope to read more of your work. When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shodows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face... William Butler Yeats |
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Alwye
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Member Elite
since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
Wow! This is incredibly powerful. I too can relate. Our experiences and views about life can change so much. Truly remarkable, insightful first post, Welcome to Passions! *Krista Knutson* "Lonliness is the human condition." *Mark Twain, in the book "The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn"* |
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Barelybreathing Junior Member
since 2000-04-26
Posts 46 |
Repost . So many new ppl! |
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*Cutie* New Member
since 2000-07-12
Posts 1 |
I am still rather young but I think that this poem shows a few stages in my life. You make it sound like things are going to turn out ok. So you have somewhat regained my belief in my relationship with my fam. Thanks a bunch! It was a wonderfully written poem! You should be proud! *CUTIE* |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Enjoyed ARCTIC WIND |
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